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I facing a big decision. Sometimes I lean one way. Sometimes the other. I'm curious about other people's take.
After 5 or 6 failed attempts to restart my life after my career crashed in '02, or even get a crappy but survivable job, I was ready to turn to my "fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back plan Z" of sell my dream-turned-nightmare minifarm, downsize my location, quit trying to start over and just enjoy til I run out of money, then downsize again to free up some cash, etc. Until my animals family was downsized by attrition, and then I could check out. It's not like anyone would care, including me.
Then I got a university catalog and saw a healthcare program that looked promising. I had just enough savings left to squeeze through with about $20K in stafford and private loans. Based on the anticipated salary at the backend, that was as much as it made sense to borrow based on my calculations and recently confirmed by a financial advisor.
However, due to 'misinformation' (read string of lies) by the local university "advisor" (sales person in disguise with the goal of forcing me into a 4 year program instead of the 2 I planned for) I learned this past January, halfway through the program, that it will take a year longer for the associates degree than I planned for. The 4 year degree doesn't increase my salary enough to make it worthwhile at my age. 2 years less working, no degree until I'm 58 or so, tens of thousands more in loans to pay off, etc.
So I was lured into the trap and now face crappy options:
1. take on major loans and be an indentured servant to Chase until I'm about 80 or die, whichever comes first, which I really don't want to do. The indentured servant part, that is. Fuck Chase.
2. Sell my mini-farm, use the money to pay for school and start over with nothing at about age 58 and hating, hating, hating to rent. The only thing that has made my life worth living is having my own place with my medicinal herb labyrinth garden. Also I have many animals that are my family, given that my biological family are psychotic rethug freeper types, or alcoholic or dead or the sister that hates me.
3. Or give the fuck up already, throw away the 18 months investment in maintaining a 4.0 in pre-med sciences, return to plan Z and sell my minifarm and pray I can still get enough for it to downsize to something not in Maine, move and still have some cash left over to live a little while longer. There's a crappy little shack on 5 acres in a place with a moderate climate that I might be able to pick up.
Is there an option I haven't thought of? It's really hard to think clearly when you're filled with rage against lying "advisors." Which I am whenever I haven't had a glass of sherry. After which, I still can't think clearly...:think:
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